Chapter Five
1310 Words
XANDER
Ever since I was a kid, things have been so easy for me. I have perfect rich parents, the perfect image that comes with fame, but I've never taken all those things as my life lines.
All I've ever wanted was my parents attention, which unfortunately, i never had. My parents are always busy travelling away on work trips, leaving me with my nanny, who I had my first kiss with at sixteen and ended up f*****g when I turned eighteen. She has eighteen years on me. I'm still smashing her though, she happens to be the only constant thing in my life right now, she's gained my parent's trust to the point they don't suspect a thing.
Looks have always got me everything I ever wanted, s*x and football are the only things that make me happy and keep me busy, I'm good at both of them I could get thousands of medals. I'm a football quarterback and It's no secret that I smash every hot thing in a skirt, I'm labeled a playboy and I don't mind because well...I am.
"Hey babes."
Jessy comes up to me with excitement. I've been smashing Jessy for two whole years, she's not my girlfriend but she's way too attached to me like a tick. She might have accepted the no strings attached thing but she makes sure to block any girl's way to me. A few days ago, I put her in her place in public and she was so pissed,but then like the desperate little toy she is, she came back crawling up my d**k with an apology.
"Wassup?" I pull her down to sit on my lap.
"So, I was thinking, there's an event my mom is attending and I'd like you to come with me, I wouldn't want to get bored listening to their political conversations the whole evening."
"Sorry babe, but I don't do events."
She pouts at that.
"But...I can pick you up after you show yourself there and then we can do something fun."
I slide my fingers up her thigh in her uniform skirt and place a kiss on the side of her neck, grinning as i watch goosebumps erupt on her skin.
"That might work.." she trails off as I finger her ruthless under the cafeteria table.
Everyone pretends not to notice the change in the atmosphere because they're used to her and I doing these kinds of things in public.
She comes and I lift my finger, I grab a napkin and wipe her arousal off my fingers as she tries to act calm and slowly catching her breath.
"Guys! Can you not? Atleast not while we're eating."
Bree narrows her eyes at us and I chuckle low. She's been salty as f**k these past two years since Ronan dumped her for the new cheerleader Leah brought to the team, s**t went down and sides were taken. Her name is Kimberly, Samantha's best friend and she's hot as f**k to be honest.
"Oh come on Bree, it's no big deal."
"It is, this isn't some party." She rolls her eyes.
"Salty because she's loosing again." Jessy whispers in the crook of my neck, earning another chuckle from me.
"What was that Jessy?"
"I said yes queen!"
Bree lifts one brow, her face increasing an inch of smugness at the refer of queen to her.
The game is tomorrow and we happen to have a new player. He's damn good and has a high reputation when it comes to football. He just transferred here and happens to be Ronan's stepbrother.
Kim and Sam walk into the cafeteria and all the voices around me fade away. My eyes solely focus on Samantha. The fact that I just messed with her a few days ago just to see her reaction has me wanting to do it more often. The way her wide eyes stared up at me in shock, or how her breathing shattered when I touched her lips.
"Right, Xander?"
My attention goes back to Jessy who is smiling down at me.
"Yeah."
Jessy smiles.
"I'm happy for you Jessy." Bree smiles at her best friend.
"Thanks." Then she places her lips to mine.
What the f**k did I just agree to? I was so stuck up on Samantha that I didn't even hear what she said to the group.
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"So...you two are officially a couple now?" Jonathan asks, leaning against the wall near my locker.
Laughter catches my attention, one I've come to know very well. My eyes move to the end of the hall where Sam and Noah are standing. There's something about the way they are together, they don't seem like just 'friends' as they were back then and I don't know why that annoys me.
"Uh.." Jonathan clears his throat, following my line of vision.
"Man I don't think that's going to be a good idea now that you and Jessy are a real thing."
My head snaps to him.
"No, we are not a thing, Jonathan."
"But you agreed to it back there."
I pinch the bridge of my nose and sigh.
"I just said yes when I didn't even hear what she had said."
"Well, that's f****d up, man. Now you have to clear that s**t up."
"Yeah," I shut my locker.
"But I should warn you that it won't be that easy because word has already spread like wildfire that you two are a couple."
"Fuck." I curse and look in the direction where Sam was a few minutes ago but she's no longer there.
Fuck.
I turn and start to walk to class when Jonathan asks the question I hoped he wouldn't.
"Why now?"
Why now, not Since when.
Jonathan is the type of guy who watches everything and everyone around him without being obvious and knows tons of questionable s**t people do their best to hide. Like I did at hiding how I felt about Samantha all these years.
He's right though, why now? After all this time, why am I losing control now that we only have a short time before we are done with school. Maybe because if I do s**t that will make her hate me later, I won't see her disappointment because she'll be off to college in another town or city. Very far away from me.
"I don't know, man. Been asking myself the same question."
Jonathan and I are close, but he's more close with Ronan. The two are best friends. Not that Ronan and I aren't close, but we're not as tight as he and Jonathan are.
After class, I walk out of the lockers in my football outfit and throw my duffle bag over my shoulder. I spot Samantha rushing into the corridor and I have a good guess where she's going. The girls have cheerleading practice and I didn't see her on the field earlier with the others, she must be going to change.
I turn and start to follow her to the female sports bathroom. I wait a few minutes before going in. Her back is to me and she's pulling down her small shirt until it covers her bare back.
She turns around to leave.
"Holy s**t!" She jumps back when she finds me standing there in front of her. "Xander." She places a hand on the left side of her chest, trying to catching her breath.
"You scared the crap out of me." She sighs then her eyebrows tug together.
I don't answer. I walk forward and she steps back, we do the same thing twice until her back presses against the wall, leaving her no way out. I lean down until her face is a few inches from mine.
"W-what are you doin-" before she can finish talking, I place my lips to hers and she freezes.
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